It must be nice to sleep in and not worry what time you are going to be at work. It must be nice to know that you get a free pass because you are an avid sports fan and do not have to show up on time, unlike the rest of the world.
I am venting out of jealously. Where did I go wrong, that I am working a full time job? I would like to work 3-4 days a week and have enough funds to be able to do what I want to do, all the time. Maybe I would not be so frustrated if it was not in my face all the time.
I will be reassessing my goals immediately.
Decisions.
Decisions.
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Thursday, November 5, 2009
The Assistant Manager
***This story/rant is based on actual events. Names may have been changed to protect the stupid***
We are in a sales driven business. This means if you can do nothing else, sales should be your strong point. Albeit, I like to think of it as more of an education to our consumer rather than a sale. But, I digress...
With that in mind, sales are your number one priority and one should keep that as the main focus.
Yes, it is important that your team respect you by proven facts. Meaning, your numbers are reflective of the place you want your staff to strive towards. You must create an example withing yourself. Granted we are not all good at everything. This is why you choose key people as your team mates. They pick up where you lack.
As a manager, you keep things in order, you are to assure the environment is running smoothly. You are the 'go to' person for questions. You get answers and demand results. You smile and listen intently when they tell you stories about their lives, because you actually care about your staff. You care, because you know this will create an environment that people want to be in. This environment will drive them to work efficiently. If your staff hates you and cannot respect your decisions or understand why you make the decisions you make, then you will not last...
I say this, A.M. be very weary of how you tread. As decisions you make will impact your future.. And with no one to watch over you, to have your back, what will happen when the rebellion takes place?
I watch in anticipation of what will become. As I want so much for everyone to be successful, yet, we do bring it on ourselves.
We are in a sales driven business. This means if you can do nothing else, sales should be your strong point. Albeit, I like to think of it as more of an education to our consumer rather than a sale. But, I digress...
With that in mind, sales are your number one priority and one should keep that as the main focus.
Yes, it is important that your team respect you by proven facts. Meaning, your numbers are reflective of the place you want your staff to strive towards. You must create an example withing yourself. Granted we are not all good at everything. This is why you choose key people as your team mates. They pick up where you lack.
As a manager, you keep things in order, you are to assure the environment is running smoothly. You are the 'go to' person for questions. You get answers and demand results. You smile and listen intently when they tell you stories about their lives, because you actually care about your staff. You care, because you know this will create an environment that people want to be in. This environment will drive them to work efficiently. If your staff hates you and cannot respect your decisions or understand why you make the decisions you make, then you will not last...
I say this, A.M. be very weary of how you tread. As decisions you make will impact your future.. And with no one to watch over you, to have your back, what will happen when the rebellion takes place?
I watch in anticipation of what will become. As I want so much for everyone to be successful, yet, we do bring it on ourselves.
Sleep deprived. Not pleased.
I need at least 8 hours of sleep to properly function. While I can cope with the day on less, I am more on edge. I tend to get headaches. I am generally not as perky and one should be. This is an uncomfortable feeling.
Last night I slept for what seemed like 7 minutes. After working a long day and coming home to no dinner, dogs barking and a the house a mess (as I left in a rush). I realized I had to fend for myself.
I decided to go to bed close to 11pm, thinking this would give me the 8 hours of wonderful sleep that I do rightfully deserved!
At 1am I began to get texts about the Yankees winning, and here's a little secret, if I cared, I would have been awake watching! Then at about 2am a drunken fiance stumbled in the door. I know this because he wanted to make sure he didn't wake me by turning on the lights, and making all sorts of noises as he walked into things. I rolled over. Thanking him for his consideration. Then the fun began, the constant snoring ALL NIGHT LONG. I lay there wide awake starting at about 430am. And finally after asking 14million times for him to go the other bedroom, I decided to get ready for work.
I thought that maybe I could find some peace on the couch. To which I learned was being taken by his partner in crime. I had no where to go. So, I did what any woman would do in my situation. I decided to return the favor of being so considerate and telling him how wonderful he had been during the few moments of sleep.
I left the house at a crisp 6:40am and drove to work. 2 hours early. This is why I will get a gold star at work today. I hope the star matches my hair...
Last night I slept for what seemed like 7 minutes. After working a long day and coming home to no dinner, dogs barking and a the house a mess (as I left in a rush). I realized I had to fend for myself.
I decided to go to bed close to 11pm, thinking this would give me the 8 hours of wonderful sleep that I do rightfully deserved!
At 1am I began to get texts about the Yankees winning, and here's a little secret, if I cared, I would have been awake watching! Then at about 2am a drunken fiance stumbled in the door. I know this because he wanted to make sure he didn't wake me by turning on the lights, and making all sorts of noises as he walked into things. I rolled over. Thanking him for his consideration. Then the fun began, the constant snoring ALL NIGHT LONG. I lay there wide awake starting at about 430am. And finally after asking 14million times for him to go the other bedroom, I decided to get ready for work.
I thought that maybe I could find some peace on the couch. To which I learned was being taken by his partner in crime. I had no where to go. So, I did what any woman would do in my situation. I decided to return the favor of being so considerate and telling him how wonderful he had been during the few moments of sleep.
I left the house at a crisp 6:40am and drove to work. 2 hours early. This is why I will get a gold star at work today. I hope the star matches my hair...
Sports
I do not get how someone can get so wrapped up in a game that they are not even playing. A few questions come to mind...
#1 Have you ever played this sport? Or are you too lazy to get off the bar stool that you need to pretend that you are this player.
#2 Do you even know what you are talking about when you discuss this sport, or are you coping the announcers?? I have heard a lot of B.S. come out of peoples mouths and its quite amusing. Please continue talking! We do love it.
#3 Does this one game have to take over your life to the point that you are incapable of acknowledging anything else around you.
Ger over it!
And then lets discuss the "World Series" if it is really just an American playoff game (including one team from Canada) why the title of 'World'? This is yet another reason that we are so selfish we cannot realize that there are other countries out there other than America.
Figure it out. Immediately.
#1 Have you ever played this sport? Or are you too lazy to get off the bar stool that you need to pretend that you are this player.
#2 Do you even know what you are talking about when you discuss this sport, or are you coping the announcers?? I have heard a lot of B.S. come out of peoples mouths and its quite amusing. Please continue talking! We do love it.
#3 Does this one game have to take over your life to the point that you are incapable of acknowledging anything else around you.
Ger over it!
And then lets discuss the "World Series" if it is really just an American playoff game (including one team from Canada) why the title of 'World'? This is yet another reason that we are so selfish we cannot realize that there are other countries out there other than America.
Figure it out. Immediately.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Credit Card Fraud, experience #2
I got a "Returned Check Fee" to $39 posted to my account Friday. Weird. I do not write checks from my credit card. Tuesday I get my mail and realize that I have a letter from the bank that states, "The $14,000 check you tried to cash was returned due to insufficient funds." This is still weird as I do not write checks from that account.
There are so many things wrong with the letter and the $39 retunred check fee.
#1 - Since when do I, in my long history of banking, write $14,000 checks to anyone
#2 - Why do they choose to send a letter, and not a phone call? A bounced check of that magnitude does not deserve a telephone call???
#3 - After I speak to the customer fraudulent department I then get an email, yes email, saying there is fraudulent activity on my account.
Clearly I am aware of that now!!! My problem with this situation is that the bank representatives still didn't call me. Yes, they attempted every other avenue of communication, EXCEPT the phone call. The one way I would want to be reached if someone was in the process of robbing me for more than I am worth.
I just do not understand what the hell is wrong with people. Here is why:
The moron who took my mail and then proceeded to write a check, wrote it out to someones name?! YES, someones actual name. Keep in mind as well, had I had $14,000 laying around, they would have been able to take it, with the only question being, "How did you want that, $100's?"
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I ask the very nice bank lady (who has now told me her life story about her husbands checks and how they come pre-printed), if I can press charges. She advises me that since they were not able to actually get anything out of me, that the bank can do nothing for me and I would have to go to local authorities.
You bet your ass I'm going to the police station. This is the the 2nd time in 6 months I have had to get a new credit card.
It is obvious to all involved that my mail is in jeopardy!
I truly hate my building.
There are so many things wrong with the letter and the $39 retunred check fee.
#1 - Since when do I, in my long history of banking, write $14,000 checks to anyone
#2 - Why do they choose to send a letter, and not a phone call? A bounced check of that magnitude does not deserve a telephone call???
#3 - After I speak to the customer fraudulent department I then get an email, yes email, saying there is fraudulent activity on my account.
Clearly I am aware of that now!!! My problem with this situation is that the bank representatives still didn't call me. Yes, they attempted every other avenue of communication, EXCEPT the phone call. The one way I would want to be reached if someone was in the process of robbing me for more than I am worth.
I just do not understand what the hell is wrong with people. Here is why:
The moron who took my mail and then proceeded to write a check, wrote it out to someones name?! YES, someones actual name. Keep in mind as well, had I had $14,000 laying around, they would have been able to take it, with the only question being, "How did you want that, $100's?"
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I ask the very nice bank lady (who has now told me her life story about her husbands checks and how they come pre-printed), if I can press charges. She advises me that since they were not able to actually get anything out of me, that the bank can do nothing for me and I would have to go to local authorities.
You bet your ass I'm going to the police station. This is the the 2nd time in 6 months I have had to get a new credit card.
It is obvious to all involved that my mail is in jeopardy!
I truly hate my building.
amy had a baby.... LOL
Scene: home 1030p
Why: I'm a stalker
Feelings: hysterical, yet anxious
Amy had a baby. Amy has been divorced for 1.3 years, which means she
was preggors shortly after her "seperation". Whore. Now I thinks it
bloody hysterical that she is now with child, unmarried, "in a
relationship" with her allegeded ex-boyfriend. Who by they way looks
like a tall immigrant with too much facial hair. Yeah, he's a hot mess
too. So, back to amy, the now divorced for a short time, knocked up
way to quick from someone else.
I had to share these awful photos to evryone who knows, amy "divorced
recently, preggors asap" even the bf will know and see, once he is
okay with the fact that his exwife has just recently had a baby!!!
He is so lucky they seperated. Clearly she's a mess.
Why: I'm a stalker
Feelings: hysterical, yet anxious
Amy had a baby. Amy has been divorced for 1.3 years, which means she
was preggors shortly after her "seperation". Whore. Now I thinks it
bloody hysterical that she is now with child, unmarried, "in a
relationship" with her allegeded ex-boyfriend. Who by they way looks
like a tall immigrant with too much facial hair. Yeah, he's a hot mess
too. So, back to amy, the now divorced for a short time, knocked up
way to quick from someone else.
I had to share these awful photos to evryone who knows, amy "divorced
recently, preggors asap" even the bf will know and see, once he is
okay with the fact that his exwife has just recently had a baby!!!
He is so lucky they seperated. Clearly she's a mess.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
me time
I have realized that I need more me time. You know, the time that you can actually do things for yourself, with time to spare. Like the every fun and exciting, laundry. Dishes. Walking the dog. I seem to not have enough time for the things I want to do. I seem to not have enough time to do the things I need to do. Its frustrating. For example, I mentally prepared myself to get the 10 items I needed to do done before I had to leave for work at 130p today.
an example......
Scene: 624am
Situation: My boyfriends phone ringing
Why: Who the hell knows
Emotion: Annoyed that I am awake far earlier than I wanted to be
We are soundly sleeping, as the dog has climbed into bed and this of course means Im suffocating and cannot breath, but would take this over him pacing and barking that he wants to go out any day... I had been advised the night before that the plumber and contractor were arriving at his house at 7am for some paperwork that apprently cannot be filled out during normal hours.
He is adding a second bath and this seems to be taking forever. (I cannot imaging what a kitchen remodel would entail and hope to never have to live through that.)
Anyhow, because of this aweful hour of "paperwork filling out" someone feels the need to call him at 630am. No, it is not the plumber or the contractor. Its a firend who just wants to chat. I look at him with disgust and wonder "who chats at 630am??!?!?!?!"
The only person I ever call at that hour is my mother, who by the way wakes up at 3am most days, and I cannot even beging to understand how she makes it through the day.
He gets off the phone, after a quick conversation, and I and still wondering "who chats at 630am?!"
Good thing that phone call happened as the plumber NEVER SHOWED and the contractor arrived at a prompt 745am.
Shortly there after I received a slue of phone calls from work. From 750am to 802am I got two people calling out on the same shift.
Good times. Needless to say, I would love more me time!
an example......
Scene: 624am
Situation: My boyfriends phone ringing
Why: Who the hell knows
Emotion: Annoyed that I am awake far earlier than I wanted to be
We are soundly sleeping, as the dog has climbed into bed and this of course means Im suffocating and cannot breath, but would take this over him pacing and barking that he wants to go out any day... I had been advised the night before that the plumber and contractor were arriving at his house at 7am for some paperwork that apprently cannot be filled out during normal hours.
He is adding a second bath and this seems to be taking forever. (I cannot imaging what a kitchen remodel would entail and hope to never have to live through that.)
Anyhow, because of this aweful hour of "paperwork filling out" someone feels the need to call him at 630am. No, it is not the plumber or the contractor. Its a firend who just wants to chat. I look at him with disgust and wonder "who chats at 630am??!?!?!?!"
The only person I ever call at that hour is my mother, who by the way wakes up at 3am most days, and I cannot even beging to understand how she makes it through the day.
He gets off the phone, after a quick conversation, and I and still wondering "who chats at 630am?!"
Good thing that phone call happened as the plumber NEVER SHOWED and the contractor arrived at a prompt 745am.
Shortly there after I received a slue of phone calls from work. From 750am to 802am I got two people calling out on the same shift.
Good times. Needless to say, I would love more me time!
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